Wake up,Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),Grab a brush and put a little,Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)Hide the scars to fade away the,Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? Here you go create another fable

You wanted to,Grab a brush and put a little makeup,You wanted to,Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,You wanted to, Why'd you leave the keys upon the table, You wanted to,

I have a problem that I can not explainI have no reason why it should've been so plainI have no questions but i sure have excuseI lack the reason why I should be so confusedI know, how I feel when i'm around youI don't know, how I feel when i'm around you

Around You...

Left a message, but it aint a bit of useI have some pictures but what might be the deuceToday you saw, you saw me, you explainedplaying the show when running down the plane

I know, how I feel when I'm around youI don't know, how I feel when i'm around youI, I know, how I feel when i'm around youI, don't know, how i feel when i'm around you

Around you...

I, I know, how I feel when i'm around youI, don't know, how I feel when i'm around youI, I know, how I feel when I'm around youI, don't know, how I feel when I'm around you...

Dead men lying on the heart of the graveWondering when savior comes, if he is gonna be savedMaybe you're a sinner into your alternate lifeMaybe you're a joker, maybe you deserve to die

They were crying when their sons leftGod is wearing blackHe's gone so far to find no hopeHe's never coming back

They were crying when their sons leftAll young men must goHe's come so far to find the truthHe's never going home

Young men standing on the top of their own gravesWondering when Jesus comes, are they gonna be savedCruelty to the winner, bishop tells the king his liesMaybe you're a mourner, maybe you deserve to die

They were crying when their sons leftGod is wearing blackHe's gone so far to find no hopeHe's never coming back

They were crying when their sons leftAll young men must goHe's come so far to find no truthHe's never going home

Welcome to the soldier sideWhere there is no one here but mePeople all grow up to dieThere is no one here but me

Welcome to the soldier sideThere is no one here but mePeople on the soldier sideThere is no one here but me